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I Liked His Energy….

The board of the senior co-op where I live recently interviewed a candidate for the position of on-site property manager.

As we talked following the interview, my fellow board members were making thoughtful comments about his resume and what he had said.

What I wanted to say was: “I like his energy. He’ll be perfect for us.”

Now what kind of thing is that to say at a board meeting? “I like his energy….” That is not something I would have said five years ago, before I was sucked into the vortex of qigong. It’s probably a good thing I didn’t get a chance to say it.

But there it was. He was quiet, steady, seemingly centered in some sort of integrity. Yes, he had good energy, the right kind of energy for my community—and that is what mattered more to me than his words or his credentials, which, I will add, were excellent.

So am I just using a new expression, or do I have a new way of perceiving things?

I’m not sure….

 

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What Is That Sucking Feeling?

I continue to practice taiji and qigong, and every morning I do seated meditation on my sofa with my cat in my lap—but the practice that’s really got me wondering what’s gonna happen next is my standing meditation practice.

Dr. Sun—Dr. Guan-Cheng Sun, my Yi Ren Qigong teacher—said that doing standing practice would be good, and so did the authors of quite a few of my qigong books, including Damo Mitchell and Roni Edlund, whose “Daoist Nei Gong for Women” was published earlier this year.

Indeed, I have followed Damo and Roni’s directions for the starting Wuji posture and am beginning to explore the more advanced, heart-centered Hundun posture they say is particularly beneficial for women.

I’m not sure I’m doing it right, but it is most interesting.

I start, eyes closed, in basic Wuji stance, with feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent and tailbone sunk so as to lower my center of gravity to my lower abdomen. Then I breathe, deeply and slowly, with particular awareness of my lower abdomen, wherein lies my Lower Dantian, a key energy center. I try really hard not to try really hard, not to expect anything and not to try to make anything happen, although me being me, I can’t say I always succeed with the not trying.

Actually, sometimes not much does happen. But other times I become aware of a building up of energy, of a density, a growing pressure, in the area of my pelvic floor where a number of acupuncture meridians converge. (Once, very briefly, it seemed there was a fluffy, white cloud of energy between my upper thighs at the base of my pelvic floor—which was, I think, the third time in my entire qigong practice that I’ve had a sufficiently visual experience of energy to call it “white.”) Continue reading

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